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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Three	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5225 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Eighteen

Alice, of course, was the only person who was not surprised when the four of them appeared in the middle of the clearing.

"Hello again," she greeted Pansy and Blaise almost cheerfully as she reached into her pocket and pulled out…a hair-band? "Here you go," she said, handing the elasticated band to Pansy, "To keep your hair out of your face."

"Oh…thanks," Pansy mumbled, accepting the gift and staring at it in her palm. "You know…I don't think I've ever put my hair up before…"

"That's because you haven't," Draco and Blaise confirmed together.

Pansy blushed, slightly embarrassed as she realised she'd had the same hair cut and style for nearly eighteen years.

"Here, let me," Alice offered helpfully, taking the hair-band back and moving behind Pansy. Reaching up she quickly smoothed the witch's hair back and secured it in a high (and slightly messy) ponytail. Then she hurried round to sort out the mess she'd made of Pansy's fringe. "Ta-Da!"

"Hey, looks good on you," Blaise commented cheerfully. "It's about time you tried something new, you should definitely wear it up more often."

"Er…thanks," Pansy muttered in response to the back-handed compliment.

"And can I just say that you lot all pull of the battle-chic look extremely well," Blaise said, smiling around at everyone present in the clearing. "Especially you…" he continued softly, his smile turning flirtatious as his gaze fixed on Carlisle. "Stylish but deadly and just my type. I don't think we've been introduced, I'm…"

"Blaise Zabini," Draco interrupted, finishing his sentence for him as he glared at the other wizard. "And if you don't stop flirting with my future father-in-law my future mother-in-law is going to kill you."

"Hmm…maybe later?" Blaise winked at Carlisle. Draco huffed loudly, grabbing him by his arm and dragging him away before he went too far.

"Draco, who are your friends and what are they doing here?" Carlisle asked.

"Um…Pansy and Blaise," Draco answered, gesturing to them as he continued, "My best friends in the Wizarding World and…they're here to help."

"And help includes flirting, does it?" Rosalie asked sceptically.

"Of course," Blaise answered brightly, earning himself a scowl from the beautiful vampire. Draco couldn't help wondering if she would have been so annoyed if Blaise had been flirting with her.

"With Blaise everything involves flirting," Pansy pointed out with a laugh. "I'm pretty sure he'll be flirting with the Newborns as he fights them."

"So you are aware of what we are up against?" Carlisle asked softly.

"Yes, Draco told us all about it when he was trying to convince us to go home," Pansy confirmed, rolling her eyes towards the blond wizard.

"I was just trying to keep you safe…" Draco muttered.

"We know and we love you for it," Blaise said calmly, causing Jasper to growl softly. "Not like that! Sheesh! You guys nee to lighten up on the protectiveness! Seriously, you can't just go around baring your fangs at everyone who gives your mate a compliment!"

"We don't have fangs," Emmett pointed out. Blaise sighed sadly,

"Gorgeous but dense…I was speaking metaphorically."

"Maybe now's not the time for this particular conversation…" Pansy suggested softly. "Oncoming battle and all…"

"Good point."

"Which way will they be coming from, Alice?" Jasper asked softly.

Alice indicated the direction silently.

"Hang on, where's the pack?" Draco asked, suddenly realising that the shape-shifters were no where to be seen. A loud bark came from the trees in the opposite side of the clearing, followed by several more. "Ah, never mind."

"The Newborns are coming," Alice announced softly, bringing everyone's attention back to her as she lost herself to her latest vision. "They'll be here in five minutes. They…they…oh no!"

"Oh no?"

"The Newborns have increased their numbers since my last vision."

"Increased?" Jasper repeated, frowning worriedly. Alice nodded sadly. "How many does that mean we're up against now?"

"…forty-seven."

"Shit."

No one argued with Draco's soft explanation, in fact most of them wound up nodding their heads in agreement. Their chances of winning the on-coming battle had suddenly gotten significantly smaller…

"They're almost here!" Alice cried out worriedly.

"Positions!" Jasper barked loudly.

As the vampires moved into their pre-arranged positions Charlie pulled Alice into his arms for a final passionate kiss ("For good luck…") before taking up his own position at the rear of the group.

"You two stay with Mr Weasley and help him protect our backs," Jasper ordered Blaise and Pansy. The witch nodded at once, moving to comply but Blaise just frowned and asked,

"And where will you be, Draco?"

"Oh, I'll be up there," Draco answered as he made his way over to the fallen tree-stump, gesturing to the almost flat top. "As will Harry…whenever he gets here… so that we can have a clearer field of vision and can lay down covering fire where needed…you see, the basic plan is that the Cullens will take on the first wave of Newborns and the Pack will take on the second and we take on the third."

"Uh-huh…you do know that this will make you the most likely target for the Newborns?" Blaise asked seriously.

"Well…that's the plan…"

"If we had more time I would argue against this reckless move but we don't so I shant," Blaise grumbled softly, turning on the spot and hurrying to stand at the back of the group beside Pansy.

"He's right, you know," Jasper said softly, following Draco as the wizard moved to his hiding place on the far side of the tree-trunk, taking his boyfriend in his arms and holding him close once they were out of sight. "This is incredibly reckless…it puts you in danger…maybe…"

"It's too late to worry about that now," Draco said, forcing a confident smile as he rested his forehead on Jaspers shoulder. "I love you, Jasper…no matter what…"

"I know. I love you too…" Jasper murmured softly, "If it gets too dangerous…"

Whatever Jasper would have said was lost as the Newborns burst into the clearing. The lovers shared one final kiss, brief and yet filled with passion and love before Jasper jumped over the tree trunk and joined his family, leading the way in their charge towards the Newborns…

The battle had begun…

Twenty Minutes Earlier…

Fighting the urge to throw up Harry crawled out of the tent, blinking as the bright sun shone directly into his eyes.

"Harry!" Jacob cried out in cheerful surprise, hurrying to his mates side so that he could help him up to his feet. "How are you feeling?"

"Better…" Harry replied softly with what was of course a lie…well, a stretching of the truth to be more precise – he did feel better, less like death…more like death warmed up ever so slightly in a microwave. "And chance of some water?"

"Here," Bella said, offering him a black canteen which he gratefully accepted. Oh, the cool water felt so good…his throat was so raw that it reminded him of sandpaper. "Are you sure you're feeling better? You still look awful…"

"Thanks," Harry muttered, rolling his eyes towards the muggle girl. "And yes, in answer to your question I am feeling better."

"Sorry…I didn't mean…"

Bella's apologies were cut short by the arrival of a giant wolf – Seth. Harry wasn't quite sure how he could tell but he could definitely see the scowl on the young mans face…obviously he was still annoyed about missing the battle.

"Hey Seth…" she mumbled instead, offering the smallest of the wolves a small smile. Seth's eyes flickered around the group before resting on the only vampire at the little campsite.

"Thank you for coming," Edward said softly. Seth snarled at him, looking more displeased by the second. "He says that the Newborns are on their way so you two need to get going if you want to join the fight."

"Ok, but you need to eat something before we go. I don't want you…fighting…on an empty stomach," Jacob said firmly to Harry who sighed but nodded in agreement, he was a little hungry…he just hoped that he could keep it down. Bella disappeared into the tent briefly before returning to the group with a chocolate covered energy bar. "That's perfect, Bella. Eat up, Harry."

Harry grimaced, reluctantly accepting the bar from the muggle girl and removing the plastic wrapper. It looked and smelled disgusting and he was pretty sure that it would have made him feel sick even if he hadn't already been feeling nauseas. Closing his eyes he prepared himself for the worst he bit the end off of the energy bar…and froze, his eyes going wide as he gagged uncontrollably.

"That is disgusting…" he announced slowly, forming his words around the mouthful he refused to swallow. "It tastes like…like…nope…I can't actually think of anything anywhere near as bad as what this tastes like…"

Quickly turning away from the other he spat his mouthful out into a nearby bush, grimacing as the taste remained in his mouth. The canteen of water was pressed into his hand and he smiled thankfully at his mate before rinsing his mouth out, spitting the water out a couple of times before actually taking a proper drink.

"So…that's a no to the energy bar?" Jacob asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, that's a definite no…" Harry agreed, turning back to the others and stepping into his boyfriends arms, resting his head on the shifters strong shoulder. "That was really…skanky."

"Skanky?"

"Yeah, skanky…it's another word for disgusting," Harry explained. He held out the canteen of water and Edward took it, replacing the cap just as a wiry looking wolf bounded into the campsite.

"Hey, Seth," Bella greeted the wolf with a soft smile. "Thanks for coming…"

Seth growled, jumping up onto the ledge beside the tent and disappearing into the snow covered trees. Harry got the distinct feeling that the young shifter was still annoyed at being kept away from the fight.

"He says that the Newborns are about to attack," Edward informed the others who couldn't read minds. Bella turned paler than usual, clinging to her boyfriends arm. Harry pulled back slightly, lifting his head from Jacob's shoulder so that he could press a kiss to his mate's soft lips.

"I guess that's our cue to get going," he murmured softly.

Jacob nodded, one of his hands moving up to cup his boyfriends jaw gently, his thumb caressing the smooth skin as he asked softly,

"You ok to take us down to the clearing?"

"Yeah," Harry answered, "I'm feeling much better now." Jacob still looked unsure. "Honestly, Jacob, I'm fine. Let's go…let's go take care of business."

Jacob smiled almost unwillingly at Harry's awful impression of a gangster. He knew what his mate was doing, he knew that Harry wasn't as fine as he was claiming to be and he wished he could convince him to stay away from the battle…but he knew that they need as much help as they could get.

"Jake…" Bella said suddenly, drawing their attention to where she stood clinging to her boyfriend. "Take care of yourself. Don't…don't do anything stupid."

"Who, me?" Jacob asked, shooting the serious couple his usual cheeky grin. Bella remained ever so serious. "It'll be fine, Bella. We're the good guys, remember? The good guys always win."

"Not always…" Harry whispered so quietly that only Edward really heard him.

Hidden within the trees a wolf, Seth, howled loudly.

"The battle has begun," the telepathic vampire translated softly. "There are more Newborns than we originally anticipated…"

"Perfect…" Jacob muttered sarcastically, "I guess that means it's time to go."

"We'll…um…see you later," Harry called out softly to the couple who would be staying behind as he stepped into Jacob's arms once more, drawing his wand.

"I love you, Harry…"

"I love you too, Jacob…"

And then with a pop the saviour of the Wizarding World took a deep breath, preparing himself for the oncoming battle – something he'd hoped that he would never have to do again – and Apparated them into the centre of a battle…

Draco flinched as he heard rather than saw the first wave of Newborns enter the clearing, their snarls banishing the eerie silence that had fallen over the clearing. He could imagine what was going on only a few feet away from him…could imagine the razor sharp teeth eagerly tearing into flesh as tough as marble like it was only butter…could imagine the vice like grips easily tearing limbs off…

Shaking his head to get the images out of his mind he watched as the pack came charging out of the woods in front of him, each of them growling eagerly as they jumped over the tree-trunk to join the fight – obviously the second wave of Newborns had arrived…

He was just about to climb up into his place when a certain saviour who had been MIA until that moment appeared beside him with a loud pop, his shifter made firmly attached to his side. Draco stared at him for a moment before demanding, his voice little more than a hiss,

"Where the Hell have you been?"

"With Edward and Bella," Harry answered softly, "Sorry, I guess I should have let you know we were going to be late…"

"I've been worried," Draco admitted. "I thought maybe you were ill again…"

"No, no, I'm fine," Harry quickly reassured him. On the other side of the clearing a wolf howled in pain, causing Jacob's head to snap towards the awful sound. "Go Jacob, it sounds like they need you."

"Stay safe," Jacob ordered his lover, pressing a firm kiss to Harry's lips before shifting quickly into his wolf form and entering the battle.

"I had hoped never to have to do this again…" Harry admitted softly, his hands shaking as he wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans.

"Yeah, me too," Draco murmured, fiddling with his wand nervously. "But I guess we should look on the bright side…"

"The bright side?"

"At least we're only up against an army of Newborn Vampires this time instead of a power hungry maniac hell bent on taking over the world and enslaving the human race," Draco answered brightly. Harry snorted, holding back a laugh as he smiled at his friends attempt to lighten the dark situation. "You'd better take care of yourself today, Harry. No heroics or anything."

"I'll try but you know what they say, once a Gryffindor, always a Gryffindor," Harry responded with a somewhat sadder smile, remember the numerous acts of Gryffindor courage that had resulted in…

"Yeah, I know what they say but I still want you to be careful," Draco interrupted darkening thoughts.

"I will if you will," Harry countered, "Don't forget how well I know you."

Draco grinned, nodding in agreement as he reached out to clasp Harry's forearm tightly in a move more intimate than a handshake. "Deal," he agreed as Harry returned the gesture. "Right…let's go do this thingy…"

"Alice!"

His cry of panic almost went un-noticed on the battlefield. Not thinking at all about his own safety he left his relatively safe position and hurried across the clearing, heading for his little mate who was struggling under the body of a large and bloodthirsty newborn.

"Charlie – no!"

He ignored the voice, not even able to place who it belonged to in panicked state and continued to make his way to his mate. Blasting the newborns out of his way he had almost reached her when it happened – their eyes locked and he was struck by how much sorrow and guilt shone in her eyes…and then there was only pain as he was seized from behind, impossibly strong arms breaking his ribs as razor sharp teeth pierced the skin of his neck.

He must have cried out because within moments the newborn was pulled away from his and dismembered. Free from the tight grip Charlie could do nothing else but collapse to the ground with continuing cries of pain…it hurt…oh Merlin…his broken ribs were nothing compared to the burning pain in his neck…

"I'm sorry!" Alice cried, falling to her knees beside him and despite all the pain he was suffering he couldn't help but wonder what had happened to the newborn that had been attacking her. "I'm so…so sorry…"

"For what?" Charlie managed to gasp out between cries of pain…it felt like someone was trying to burn the bite off of his skin, flickers of pain burning up his neck and down across his shoulder.

"I knew…oh God…I knew what was going to happen but I didn't stop it…I didn't want to stop it…" Alice sobbed, her trembling hands pushing his hair back from his sweaty forehead.

"…why?" he asked weakly before an unbearable wave of pain had him clenching his teeth and caused his back to arch off of the ground.

"I saw it…I saw this…" Alice explained fearfully. "I knew…I knew what would happen and…and I didn't stop it…"

"Alice – the venom!" someone snapped overhead and Charlie frowned in confusion even as he screamed and wept from the pain…what venom? What was happening to him? "We need to stop the venom before it's too late!"

"I'm sorry…I'm so sorry…" Alice continued to sob, ignoring the voice as she repeatedly apologised to her injured mate. "I'm sorry…"

"Why didn't you stop this, Alice?" the voice demanded as Charlie was seized by the most unbearable pain he had ever felt. The pain…the burning…it was coming from his neck…from the bite…oh shit…

"I'm…I'm turning…turning into a…a vampire…aren't I?" he gasped out between his hoarse screams. Alice let out a dry sob as she nodded. "That's…that's why you…why you didn't stop it…isn't it?"

"Yes," Alice cried, "God forgive me but yes….I wanted…I wanted you to…"

"…become a vampire…" Charlie finished for her. "I understand but…but you know…you could have just asked…"

"I had a vision of you…of you choosing a mortal life…I couldn't…I can't live without you Charlie…I'm so sorry…"

"Charlie," a commanding voice drew his attention to the person kneeling beside his head…oh, it was Carlisle… "I can still save you or we can let the venom turn you but it must be your choice. Alice…Alice shouldn't have made it for you…"

"I'm sorry…"

"I…I understand why…why she did…" he cut himself off with another uncontrollable cry of pain, his entire body going rigid as tears leaked out of the corner of his eyes. "I…I forgive you…Alice…"

"Charlie, what is your choice?" Carlisle asked softly.

"…venom…" Charlie finally answered weakly. "Let it…let it change me…"

Carlisle nodded, accepting his decision before saying, "We need to get him back to the house before the change progresses much further. We cannot risk having him around humans once the change is complete…"

"He can hold on to the end of the battle…" Alice murmured softly, her hand stroking his sweaty hair as she saw the future. "I'll keep him safe until them."

Leaning down she pressed a soft kiss to his trembling lips, silencing his cries briefly before she rose gracefully to her feet and took up a defensive position between the newborns and her mate…let any of them dare try and get to him and they would see just what she was capable of…

Draco couldn't help but let out a loud bark of laughter when he saw Emmett take out one of the newborns by head-butting him – only Emmett could use a move like that. Sadly his good mood sobered up almost instantly when he noticed one of the newborns was sneaking up to attack Esme from behind.

"Not bloody likely mate," Draco growled. "Confringo!"

The newborn didn't even have enough time to react to the spell rushing towards him before he exploded, his body disintegrating into thousands of tiny little diamonds that rained down on the shocked mother of the Cullen family. She hadn't realised that one of them had been so close to her…

"Charlie – no!"

Harry's panicked cry drew his attention to the red headed wizard struggling against the impossibly tight grip of one of the newborns as the newborns razor sharp teeth sunk deep into his vulnerable neck…

"Sectumsempra!" he cried, aiming for the newborns back. The shock of the powerful curse severing his spinal column caused the newborn to cry out, his teeth leaving Charlies blood soaked neck. Carlisle and Alice dealt with him after that, pulling him away from Charlie and ripping him to pieces.

"The blood…" Harry gasped as half of the newborns left fighting in the clearing turned towards the injured wizard, their eyes black with hunger. The Cullens and the Pack used the unfortunate distraction to their advantage but still too many newborns were moving towards where Carlisle and Alice were knelt over Charlies prone form. "Oh Merlin…Cave Inimicum!"

As the air seemed to shift and harden around the injured wizard and the people caring for him Draco noticed one of the newborns reaching up for Harry, his hand just about to grab hold of his ankle…

"No!" Draco cried, acting on impulse as he grabbed Harry by the shoulders and spun them round, effectively causing them to swap places.

"Draco, what –" Harry's surprised question was cut off as Draco felt a painfully tight grip on his ankle before his legs were suddenly yanked out from underneath him, sending his back crashing down onto the uneven tree-trunk.

"Ah!" he cried out from the pain.

"Draco!" Harry screamed in fear, his wide green eyes meeting Draco's pain filled silver ones just as the grip on his ankle tightened. Draco had a horrible suspicion that what was about to happen was going to be very painful…

And then he was flying through the air, propelled upwards by a powerful yank to his ankle (which he suspected might now be broken.) Everything seemed to happen in slow motion…he flew up and over the clearing, his body spinning and flipping uncontrollably like he was a twig thrown into a breeze.

Draco realised that he'd lost his wand at some point and so there was nothing he could do…nothing but curse his own stupidity anyway as he came crashing back down to the ground, the world speeding up once more as he smashed into a tree. He screamed…it felt like his back had been broken in two…the pain was unbelievable…except in his legs…

His legs were completely numb.

"Draco!" he heard his lovers panicked cry and turned his head to stare into the fight, wincing as pain flared up and down his spine. Jasper was fighting to get to him, desperation and fear shining in his eyes…but there were too many newborns between them…newborns that were eyeing Draco's prone form hungrily as they moved closer and closer…

"Oh fuck…" Draco gasped in fear, instinctively trying to crawl backwards only to find his body completely paralysed with pain. "No…no…" he gasped as one of the newborns reached out as if to grab him…"Please…no…"

And then mercifully before he could suffer any more pain by their hands he passed out, his last thoughts of Jasper and how sorry he was that the wouldn't get their happily ever after…

It was at times like these that she wished she was more like Hermione Granger – smart, good with spells and full of Gryffindor courage. Instead she was restricted to the two spells she could actually remember how to cast and she kept screaming and yelping and drawing too much attention to herself and she really, really wanted to run away.

But she couldn't…she wouldn't be a coward….

Not again…

This was for Draco…this was important…

"Ah!" she yelped, jumping back as a newborn dodged her spell and continued to come at her. Luckily Blaise was a very good shot and the newborn had been turned to ash before she could get within five paces of the witch. "Thanks."

"Oh, you know me, Pansy, any excuse to be the hero and rescue a damsel in distress," Blaise answered with one of his trademark smiles. Pansy rolled her eyes towards her friend before both of them returned their attention to the battle…just in time to see Charlie abandon his position and charge into the fighting with a cry of,

"Alice!"

"What does that idiot think he's doing?" Blaise demanded angrily.

"He's going to get himself killed!" Pansy cried out in shock, watching in horror as the friendly wizard was grabbed from behind and…"Charlie!"

"Oh shit!" Blaise gasped.

"We have to help him!" Pansy cried, moving as if to follow Charlie's earlier move. Blaise grabbed hold of her by the back of her jacket.

"We won't be doing anything," he told her firmly, yanking her back a few paces. "I will go and help him. You will stay here and stay out of trou–"

"Draco!"

Harry's frightened shout caused both of their heads to snap in his direction…just in time to see Draco get thrown across the clearing by one of the newborns, colliding painfully with a tree at the edge of the clearing.

"Draco!" Pansy screamed, her skin turning ashen as she stared at the almost motionless form of her best friend. "Blaise…"

"Stay here," Blaise ordered her before vanishing into thin air, reappearing on the other side of the clearing beside Draco's fallen form. Pansy pressed a shaking hand to her chest, finding it difficult to breath…everything was going wrong…

"Pansy! Look out!"

Unfortunately she responded to the warning too late and as she turned it felt like she had been hit in the face with a sledge hammer. The blow sent her flying backwards and for a moment all she could see was white light…and then all of a sudden her vision returned and she could see the newborn straddling her, pinning her to the ground while its identical twin leaned over her licking his lips hungrily…

She screamed, struggling beneath them pathetically…

And that was when she heard the deep growl coming from behind her, the deep growl of a very angry wolf. On top of her the newborns froze, their hungry gaze slowly leaving her neck and moving up to the wolf that she somehow knew was crouched threateningly behind her head.

Pansy couldn't help but let out another scream when the wolf pounced, knocking the newborns off of her chest, it's jaws locking onto one of them in such a way that it was able to bite his head off. His brother screamed with rage and pounced of the wolf, wrestling the beautiful creature to the ground…

"No!" Pansy gasped as the newborn wrapped his arms around the wolfs throat, squeezing tightly and cutting off the wolfs pained whine. The newborn grinned wickedly, baring his sharp teeth and leaning in for the kill…"Confringo!"

With a startled gasp the newborn exploded, shattering into a million pieces that rained down upon the panting wolf, getting caught in his coat of fur. Pansy let out a whimper of relief as the immediate threat was defeated, slowly pulling herself up onto her hands and knees so that she could crawl slowly over to the wolf.

The sounds of battle grew quieter and quieter as she reached the wolfs side, leaning against it as her own body began to shake. She felt like she was in a dream… everything moving around her in a blur…even her own hand seemed out of sync with her mind as she began to run her fingers through the beautiful coat of fur, brushing away the jagged shards.

"Thank you for saving me…" she managed to mumble softly, despite the fact that one side of her face was beginning to swell up and go kind of numb.

In response the wolf licked the good side of her face.

"Ew…" Pansy giggled softly, "Wolf spit…"

Dizzy and suffering from a steadily growing headache Pansy snuggled into the wolfs side and, despite knowing that it was probably a bad idea as she must likely had a concussion, allowed her eyes to flutter closed and drifted off to sleep…

A/N OMG! I am so sorry that this chapter took so long! I had so much trouble getting this to work the way I wanted it to…I wasn't actually going to end it here, I was going to keep going but it just seemed to work better this way. I really, really hope my next update will come a bit quicker…LOL! Comment are encouraged as are suggestions!
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